Meshack Sewe

The Humble Ghost

Fathered by a man, an Obama-blooded man! Live like a man, a real fierce manOwner of a scary crib, bloody armed like a witchLeader of thirsty gangs, no need asking whichRape, murder, drugs, who cares what! All crimes, my trade, I fly like a bat! Laws, all shells, true men must break! Our world, for men, no room for the weak! Yes, I am a man!